My parents raised me tenderly; they had no child but me.
My mind being bent on rambling, with them could not agree,
Till I became a rover bold, which grieved their heart full sore.
I left my aged parents and I ne'er shall see them more.

There was a worthy gentleman residing in that part,
He had an only daughter dear, and I had won her heart
She was noble-minded, true and tall, so beautiful and fair,
With Columbia's fairest daughter she surely could compare.

I told her my intention was soon to cross the main,
And asked her if she would prove true till I'd return again.
She threw her arms around my neck, her bosom heaved a sigh.
"Fear not for me, brave youth," said she, "my love can never die.

"I had a dream the other night which I cannot believe,
That distance breaks the links of love and leaves fair maids to grieve."
I pressed a kiss upon her lips and told her, "Never fear."
I vowed by Him who ruled the skies that I would be sincere.

According to agreement I went on board my ship,
And to the town of Glasgow I made a pleasant trip.
There I found gold was plenty and the maids were somewhat kind.
It made my love grow cold a bit for the girl I left behind.

To Dumfries town I next sailed down, that hospitable land,
Where handsome Jennie Ferguson first took me by the hand.
She said, "I've gold in plenty, and in love with you, I find."
The thoughts of gold destroyed my love for the girl I left behind.

Says she, "If you will marry me and say no more you'll rove,
The gold that I possess is yours and I will constant prove;
But your parents dear and other friends that you have left behind,
Don't ever, if you marry me, bear them again in mind."

To this I soon consented, and I own it to my shame,
For what man can be happy when he knows he is to blame?
It's true I've gold in plenty and my wife is very kid,
But my pillow oft is haunted by the girl I left behind.

My father in his winding-sheet, my mother too appears,
The girl I love stands by their side to wipe away their tears;
They all died broken-hearted, and now it's too late, I find
That God has seen my cruelty to the girl I left behind.

We'll have another drink before the boat shoves off,
We'll have another drink before the boat shoves off,
And we'll go to Mother Rackett's and we'll pawn our monkey jackets,
And we'll have another drink before the boat shoves off!

Oh come good people all young and old, young and old,
Oh come good people all young and old.
It's of an Admiral brave called Benbow by his name,
How he fought on the raging main you shall hear, you shall hear.

Brave Benbow he set sail for to fight, for to fight,
Brave Benbow he set sail for to fight.
Brave Benbow he set sail in a sweet and pleasant gale
But his captains they turned tail in a fright, in a fright.

Says Kirby unto Wade, “I will run, I will run.”
Says Kirby unto Wade, “I will run,
For I value no disgrace, even losing of my place,
But the enemy I won't face nor their guns, nor their guns.”

So Brave Benbow gave the signal for to fight, for to fight,
So Brave Benbow gave the signal for to fight.
The ships boxed up and down and the shots they flew all around
And the men came tumbling down, there they lay, there they lay.

Admiral Benbow lost his legs by chain shot, by chain shot,
Admiral Benbow lost his legs by chain shot.
He down on his stumps did fall and so bitterly he did call,
“Fight on my British tars, 'tis my lot, 'tis my lot.”

While the surgeon dressed his wounds, oh he cried, oh he cried,
While the surgeon dressed his wounds oh he cried.
“Let my cradle now in haste on the quarter deck be placed
That the enemy I may face 'til I'm dead, 'til I'm dead.”

'Twas on Tuesday morning last Benbow died, Benbow died,
'Twas on Tuesday morning last Benbow died.
'Twas a shocking sight to see, Admiral Benbow carried away,
He was buried in Kingston church, there he lay, there he lay.